Chapter 493: Here Comes the Mockery

Chapter 493: Here Comes the Mockery

The radiance of Buddha light shone brightly, illuminating the dark streets.

In this moment, Liu Shuqin seemed like a holy figure, as if bestowed with the heavens’ blessing to save all beings.

The intense holy light with immense power intimidated the Dragon Clan, making them involuntarily retreat.

“Is this…?!”

Heng was beyond shocked, thinking that what he had experienced before was merely a dream. It was normal for unrealistic scenes to appear in dreams, and Buddha light should only exist there.

Yet here it was in reality.

But what about the Demon Qi…?

No, apart from the demon energy emanating from Zhou Zi’s demonic ways, there was no additional Demon Qi.

Heng clenched his teeth, baffled that his attacks could be neutralized. What kind of background does this woman have?

On the surface, it appeared that she was weaker than that silver-haired woman.

“Zhu Yu, did the Buddha light also appear in her dreams?” Heng turned to ask Zhu Yu.

“It did, but it wasn’t hers; it belonged to that kid. She was merely passive and weak; it was all that kid’s doing.”

“But he’s not here now, and it seems like it’s her unleashing it. You all are humans, grounded on land; do you know where this Buddha light originates?”

“I’ve heard that practitioners of the Buddhist path will manifest Buddha light, but she doesn’t have the appearance of a true Buddhist practitioner.”

Zhu Yu contemplated, also pondering why this woman was surrounded by such golden Buddha light.

On the surface, it appeared that the golden light wasn’t of her own making, but rather assisted by some external force.

He speculated:

“Could that kid be nearby, helping her from the shadows?”

As this thought crossed their minds, they scanned their surroundings, hoping to catch sight of that kid amidst the chaotic streets.

“Could it be?”

Zhu Yu looked up at the sky, considering whether this was a re-enactment of dream scenes.

The darkened sky, shrouded by clouds, opened a large gap, and a youth surrounded by celestial energy arrived, riding the wind with his sword.

Then, in the blink of an eye, thousands of flying swords fell from the sky, and even with numerous Black-Clothed Men, they were reduced to dust.

His combat power was truly terrifying.

“What are you looking at?” Zhou Zi inquired.

He replied, “I’m wondering if he descended from the heavens, recreating the dreamscape.”

At this moment, Liu Shuqin instinctively looked up at the sky, seemingly anticipating the white-clad youth’s sword descent.

But no, the night sky remained dark, without a heavenly gap for him to descend through.

Yet with this protective charm, Liu Shuqin felt as if Lin Nuo was right beside her, fighting alongside her.

Now, the two sides had created distance, watching each other, caught in a stalemate.

On one hand, the Dragon Clan had witnessed this Buddha light before; previously, in their dreams, they were overshadowed by Lin Nuo’s celestial and demonic powers, which naturally heightened their vigilance.

On Liu Shuqin’s side, they were hesitant to act recklessly; the charm’s effectiveness seemed coincidental, and she had no idea how to wield it.

Meanwhile, Lin Nuo, hiding off to the side, observed quietly. Regardless of how Liu Shuqin summoned this golden Buddha light, the current situation seemed uncertain, with both sides possibly exhausting each other. It would be best for him to sweep in after the Dragon Clan had been worn down.

The Dragon Clan was serious; their bodies surged with blue veins, power continually emanating from them.

As the power spread outwards, the large rock behind Lin Nuo unexpectedly shattered, turning into numerous fragments.

He lost his cover and revealed his position.

It was quite sudden.

Nearby people began to run or perish, and the sudden appearance of a living person naturally caught everyone’s attention.

Not just the three from the Dragon Clan but Liu Shuqin and the others turned to look.

On the surface, he was simply a dark-skinned young man dressed plainly, giving no hint of a powerful aura.

“Why is there still a person here?”

They were puzzled; amidst all the chaos, this lucky kid wasn’t fleeing but remained here, and astonishingly, he was completely unharmed.

Not fleeing, yet observing here; surely he couldn’t be a reinforcement for the cultivators, right?

“Hold on.”

Zhu Yu took out the Compass; the emotional fluctuations of the characters on it had already disappeared, given that many were dead.

He searched for that previously overjoyed kid who had been beset by harsh words. After making a few motions, he pointed the Compass toward Lin Nuo and felt a reaction.

Is it him?!

They were astonished to discover it was that kid.

Initially, they had speculated that the kid had entered dreams to rescue Liu Shuqin and the others, but since their spells had all been neutralized and his had not—

The fact that it remained unbroken seemed deliberate, as if he was there just to mock them, right?

Every time they gazed at the Compass, they saw this kid filled with glee—a situation that was infuriating!

His superficial aura paled in comparison to those cultivators; he lacked the expert presence that dominated both celestial and demonic realms, and even his looks differed.

“It’s him! The one who was happily afflicted by the spell previously! How dare he even show up here, is he trying to mock us?”

Zhu Yu and the others were furious, thinking that since this kid was not that formidable expert, they need not fear him. How could they allow him to come here and insult them?

“Is it really him? Are we sure?” Heng from the Dragon Clan inquired.

“Indeed, his spell hasn’t been broken, and the Compass reacted to him—it’s definitely him.”

“Since it’s him, let’s kill him; he was far too arrogant previously, disregarding us.”

Heng clenched his fists. With Liu Shuqin under the protection of the Buddha light, they couldn’t act yet; better to deal with this kid first.

“I’ll do it; there’s no need for you to interfere.”

Zhu Yu asked to take action, examining the kid’s aura and determining it would be quite simple to deal with him.

Zhu Yu quickly chanted a spell, launching a spirit technique, sending a surge of energy sweeping underground toward Lin Nuo, which formed into a spiritual hand with sharp claws.

“What’s up with you? Why attack a random onlooker like me? Not that it matters; I’m still a piece of cake!”

Lin Nuo deftly dodged, the hand pursued him but couldn’t match his speed, continuously missing its target.

Lin Nuo pondered if these guys were still harboring resentment from their time when he had beaten them in dreams; perhaps they had entered his dream and were recalled in some peculiar fashion.

It was possible; the spirit technique was strong but slow.

“What’s wrong with you? Can’t even hit a simple target like that.”

Zhou Zi, the Demon Cultivator, was infuriated, unable to hold back anymore. After all, being beaten in a dream twice was bound to provoke some rage.

He unleashed his demonic arts, summoning a chilling gust intended to pull Lin Nuo inside.

However, Zhou Zi was no Ling Meng; the winds were too conventional and didn’t even come near Lin Nuo.

Seeing this, Lin Nuo merely turned, employing his combat skills and a few small tricks to cause the two techniques to collide, neutralizing each other.

To Liu Shuqin and Qin Shili, this effortlessly fluid fighting style was nothing short of a visual feast, as they witnessed Lin Nuo toy with the two spirit techniques.

They began to think that Lin Nuo had come to rescue them.

However, they also felt ashamed, realizing they had become a burden.